A-Lian looked at this scene with a kind smile on her face and was about to step forward to help Xiao Qingxi.
As a result, I heard several uncontrollable chuckles at the door of the courtyard.
Several young female nuns could no longer bear it and rushed in. The one running in front was the female nun named Aying just now. She was the first to pick up little Qingxi and put her on the swing.
The other female nuns following behind did not catch it, and their faces flashed with annoyance.
Xiao Qingxi finally sat on the swing. Looking at the young female nun named Aying who picked her up, Xiao Qingxi smiled and said: "Thank you, sister Aying."
"No, no, you're welcome. I'll push the swing for you." Aying happily waved her hands to express her gratitude. And then immediately made another request.
"Okay, thank you sister Aying." Xiao Qingxi politely thanked her.
As a result, before Aying could go to the back to help Xiao Qingxi push the swing, another young female cultivator had already rushed to help Xiao Qingxi push it up.
At first, the female cultivator was afraid of scaring Xiao Qingxi, so she pushed her gently.
As a result, Xiao Qingxi was dissatisfied with the gentleness and shouted: "Sister, push harder!"
The female cultivator increased her intensity.
Xiao Qingxi still shouted: "Press harder, I want to go higher."
So, the young female cultivator increased her strength.
As a result, Xiao Qingxi was still dissatisfied and said loudly: "Sister, push as hard as you can!"
This time, Aying, who was next to her, also extended her hand to help push up the swing.
The stronger the force, the swing finally flew higher.
Alian originally wanted to stop him, but she was afraid of falling to the little girl.
It would be bad if the guest of the host fell.
As a result, when she saw that Xiao Qingxi's laughter got louder as the swing went higher, she did not step forward to stop him. Instead, the young female cultivators took turns pushing the swing for Xiao Qingxi.
When Yun Jiuya and Ye Wuchen came over from Shuixie, they heard Xiao Qingxi's cheerful laughter like silver bells from a distance.
Looking up, he saw little Qingxi standing on the swing, swinging so high that he almost flew over the wall.
That's not all. Then the swing reached the highest point and it was swung in a circle. The scene was extremely thrilling.
Yun Jiuya's eyes widened and he was about to rush inside.
If this little chubby girl fell down, it would be strange if Ye Wuchen didn't fight with him!
In the end, Ye Wuchen stopped Yun Jiuya.
Yun Jiuya looked at Ye Wuchen in confusion. What's going on? This sultry man doesn't feel sorry for his own wife anymore? This is impossible.
This guy regards Gu Qingxi as more important than his own life. But why stop him now?
Ye Wuchen's face was a little complicated, and he said slowly: "Don't worry, she likes it. And you can't fall to her."
Ye Wuchen remembered that the day before he and Gu Qingxi left Tianqingzong was the day Lu Tianyu taught Gu Qingxi how to use the sword.
Ye Wuchen fell silent when he saw Xiao Qingxi, who had lost his memory, swooping down from the sky as if desperately, flying fast against the ground, and finally soaring into the sky.
Obviously, Qing Xi now likes this exciting flying mode very much.
No matter what, as long as she likes it.
When Yun Jiuya and Ye Wuchen walked into the yard, when Xiao Qingxi saw the two of them, she immediately loosened her hands and flew up. She silently recited the Sword Control Technique in the air and flew in front of Yun Jiuya and Ye Wuchen.
Her set of movements was done in one go, smoothly and smoothly. But it frightened the young female cultivators who were pushing her on the swing.
Each one screamed, then knelt down to apologize.
Xiao Qingxi turned to look at these female cultivators and asked doubtfully: "Sister, what are you doing? Is the rule of your sect that you have to kneel down when you see the master?"
If this was the case, it would be better for her to have her master, who would only hug her and not let her kneel down.
"Everyone, get up." Yun Jiuya waved his hand, gesturing for the female cultivators to stand up. "Don't be afraid. You can't fall to her at this level. This is her way of playing, it's just a bit special."
When Xiao Qingxi heard what Yun Jiuya said, she realized that her behavior just now had frightened these sisters.
She apologized sheepishly: "Sisters, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. But I can fly with a sword, so I'll be fine. Thank you for pushing me just now."
After hearing what Yun Jiuya and Xiao Qingxi said, several young female cultivators stood up, lowered their heads and stepped aside.
Ye Wuchen came over to say goodbye to Gu Qingxi temporarily.
"I'm going out to look for something, wait until I come back." Ye Wuchen knelt down, looked directly into Xiao Qingxi's eyes, and said gently.
Xiao Qingxi looked at Ye Wuchen, then at Yun Jiuya, and then at Ye Wuchen. There seemed to be reluctance in his eyes.
"An Xin is here. Yun Jiu Ya is a nice person except for his bad habits. I feel relieved that you are here." Ye Wuchen continued in a gentle tone.
Xiao Qingxi nodded and said yes.
Yun Jiuya rolled his eyes beside him.
What do you mean he has some bad habits?
Doesn't it mean that he has mysophobia?
What's up? Do you have a problem with being clean?
Also, is there any problem with writing storybooks?
Wouldn’t it be great to write what you know into a story so that more people can know about it? Isn’t it good to share stories?
Wouldn't it be nice to write out the stories you fantasize about and let more people know about them?
If Ye Wuchen knew that Yun Jiuya was unconvinced at this moment, he would definitely retort with a cold face:
There is nothing wrong with loving cleanliness, but when drinking tea, you should rinse your tea cup seven or eight times, wipe your seat four or five times before sitting down, and wash your hands more than five times no matter what you finish, and do not allow a trace of dust in the entire building. There is a problem. There is also the problem of seeing him kicking up dust while practicing his sword and yelling at him to be gentle.
It’s okay to write a storybook. But it would be wrong to write about things about former friends with added embarrassment and incomprehensible sentences. There are also some things that are made out of nothing, which is even more wrong.
Ye Wuchen was about to leave after explaining this.
Xiao Qingxi waved to Ye Wuchen: "I'll wait for you here."
Ye Wuchen smiled, the smile in his beautiful eyes reaching straight to the bottom of his heart, and he said softly: "Okay."
After Ye Wuchen left, Yun Jiuya knelt down and looked at Gu Qingxi: "Qingxi, do you want to play chess with me?"
"But I can't." Xiao Qingxi shook her head.
"I'll teach you, it's very simple." Yun Jiuya said enthusiastically.
"Okay." Xiao Qingxi nodded.
When Alian next to her heard this, she hesitated to speak. After being glared at by Yun Jiuya in the end, he reluctantly swallowed the words on his lips.
Soon, Yun Jiuya and Xiao Qingxi came to the stone table under the grape trellis, and Yun Jiuya took out a pair of jade Go chess pieces.
Place it in front of the stone table and start teaching Xiao Qingxi.
Alian and several other young female nuns were standing on the edge of the swing. Aying whispered: "Sister Alian, don't you really want to dissuade the master? It doesn't seem good for him to bully children like this."
